Just in Case, Carter

I keep having dreams where he dies
so every night I anxiously lie awake
listening in case he might stop breathing.

To feel like I have control of the situation,
I have started to collect his breath
in zip lock bags and mason jars

and empty plastic grocery sacks.
If there comes a day where 
his breath does cease,

I will have his life  
to shove back into his lungs.